Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Another Sunday, another date night at the mansion, another meal almost finished. The dessert was more chocolate than it was fruit, but the latter was still very much a part of it. The combination seemed to be just the right thing for Octavia, because...

"Is it too much if I lick the bowl?"

The answer was not going to affect her much.

[ooc: For that guy and also glorious SP.]

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[okteiviakom]

"That's not what I said," Octavia rasped, as she picked up the jacket.

And paused to consider something.

[my_own_advocate]

"Then I won't," Lucifer said easily.

Look at him, not averting anything.

[okteiviakom]

And that meant he got to see - briefly - Octavia fully topless, as she made the decision to slip her bra off before sliding the jacket on.

Seemed like a thing to do.

[my_own_advocate]

It... had been a while.

Lucifer was doing his best not to be weird about that little glimpse of her.

"Oh, that'll help make that suit look lovely on you."

[okteiviakom]

He was successfully just being Lucifer about it.

"Yeah, it'll give you a reason to be looking at my cleavage instead of the rest," Octavia rasped, as she was buttoning the jacket up.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "It's worth a try, but I can't promise anything," he teased.

[okteiviakom]

"You're very distractable," Octavia argued, idly, as she tugged on the jacket a little to make sure it was on her all nice and smooth. (Shush, sometimes that kind of thing mattered, even to her.)

"How's it look?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Strong," Lucifer said, a smile playing across his lips. "And soft." And like he wanted to slide his hands under that jacket already, but he kept that to himself.

He nodded towards the mirror on the far end of the closet. "Have a look."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia stepped up a little closer to the mirror, and took a... really rather thorough look at herself, both from the front as well as turning a little to see some of the back, too.

Her head was tilted a little quizzically.

[my_own_advocate]

"You look thoughtful," Lucifer commented, coming up behind her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia looked up at him through the mirror.

"I'm just figuring it out," she said. "How this looks."

[my_own_advocate]

"All right," Lucifer said, a hand straying towards her back.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia leaned into it. Just a little, as her gaze fell to her body in the mirror again.

"It's soft," she observed.

[my_own_advocate]

"Do you like it?" Lucifer asked.

[okteiviakom]

"I do," she replied, a little quieter.

The pant legs were a little long on her, but there was something about the shape --

[my_own_advocate]

"Do you see what I mean now?" Lucifer murmured, dropping a kiss to the top of her head.

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia sighed.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled.

His arm snuck around her waist.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia leaned further into it.

"It's not something I would... readily choose for myself."

But maybe that was the point.

[my_own_advocate]

"And I wouldn't pick this top with these trousers," Lucifer said, smiling. "It's all play, darling. Giving ourselves permission to try new things."

[okteiviakom]

"I'm hearing a soft lecture," Octavia joked, but quietly. "I was just making an observation."

[my_own_advocate]

"Wasn't meant as a lecture," Lucifer said softly. "Just encouragement."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave that a little hum, as her hand settled on his arm.

Well, not quite settled: her fingertips brushed slowly back and forth against the silk.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled again, and he too, leaned towards her. Into her.

Taking a moment to just enjoy the feeling of it, fabrics and all.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia let her head tilt back against his shoulder, a little, but kept her eyes on the mirror.

Looking at the fabrics and colors, her expression... too vague to be pinned down.